By kevin urenda, kluless70@hotmail.com
Date: 6 December 1998

the hurt

Thinking about it is like 
pouring gasoline on a fire 
that is already out of control.
I simply don’t know how not 
to burn this feeling out of my heart.
Maybe if I make the flames high enough
to consume everything - 
my mind, my heart, my soul - 
I can incinerate this hurt...
It refuses to go away
But I can’t help it
I can’t stop loving you

11/16/98